foody-goody:

Coffee Sundae
gin-and-djinn:

vvrrrmmmmmm
jessicaheatherhunter:

This spring The National’s lyrics resound in my thoughts even when I’m not listening to their album. These are the words that play over and over in my head. They pop up in unexpected places and remind me to cherish beauty, to embrace it and to walk in grace as it is fleeting. So many flowers bud, bloom, fade, shrivel, only to reappear on the vine the following year. This season take time to put some in a vase and allow your mind to brighten.
 🎶 Grace  Put the flowers you find in a vase  If you’re dead in the mind it will brighten the base Don’t let them die on the vine, it’s a waste Grace 🎶
p0kemina:

Channeling cheer Barbie ♡
"One day I’ll wake up and be glad I did"
- Something I have to keep reminding myself (via clubmonico)

hissingwillows:

psa: never tell a pansexual that pansexuality doesn’t exist. You will be added to our list of targets. We will find you. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but sooner or later we will descend from the sky on our mighty dragons and pillage your homes. prepare for vengeance, mortals.

intergalacticwombat:

fun date idea: pay for my tattoo

mieeeeeeeeee:

Take a nap.